Chapter 1088: A Battle To The Death! (1/2)

Edgar Alstreim stepped on the martial platform at this time, instantly gathering a plethora of voices that seem to have gone from confusion to abrupt yet nostalgic realization.

”Aiya! Isn't he that unfortunate crippled young master?”

Apparently, someone in the crowd quickly found out that he was the former Young Master of the Alstreim Family who was forced to let go of his status.

”It's him!? What is he doing here...?”

”Wasn't it said that he married another crippled woman, becoming the famous crippled couple of the century!?”

”What's happening? Could it be that this unfortunate person has a death wish to be blatantly standing on the life and death martial platform?”

”Heh! It's more like he knew his wrongs and intentionally came here to let us profit!”

The crowd jeered and posed questions, instantly asking why a cripple would have a death wish instead of just taking his own life so that he would just cease to be a leech of resources.

Edgar Alstreim remained silent towards their rude questions. He didn't answer but instead folded his arms, closed his eyes as he waited for his opponent to enter. Right now, his current figure appeared quite dashing with his white robes fluttering from the breeze that soared across the top of the mountain.

But with the curses hurled at him from the crowd, it was like he was embarrassed even to open his eyes and see the reality.

Claire stepped forward towards them in utter rage when Davis raised his hand and stopped her. He didn't say anything, but Claire took a deep breath before she calmed herself down.

Soon, everyone noticed the group of young generational experts hover in the air and went silent by themselves as if understanding that perhaps something was unfurling right in front of their eyes, like an underlying current about to blow right in front of their faces.

”Weiss Alstreim is late even though he was the first one to leave? Where did he go?”

Kayan Alstreim narrowed his eyes. From the way he addressed Weiss Alstreim without the honorific of Young Master, one could see that he held absolute contempt for him.

But his narrowed eyes became normal before a curve appeared on his lips, ”Trash trying to make a scene... How laughable...”

Edgar Alstreim also opened his eyes at this moment, his gaze becoming abnormally cold.

In the distance, a small Low-Level King Grade Flying Abode flew in the air. Standing on the balcony of the abode was Young Master Weiss Alstreim, his robes fluttering in the wind. The eyes of numerous ladies simultaneously went wide, but once they recalled that he was nothing but trash, their astonishment became one of mocking instead.

A dazzling and handsome face but still trash.

Besides, it seems that he went to get his entourage as behind him; a few people were standing.

A blonde-haired, square-faced youth stood with his hands over his back stood like a rod while another young lady had her hands fingers brushing her blonde hair over her ear. She looked expressionless, and her purple eyes rather appeared indifferent.

It was almost as if she possessed the face of a woman who met with a tragic fate.

”Hahaha! Did you wait? Well, you should wait for the true Young Master to arrive after all!!” Weiss Alstreim jumped off the abode once it neared and landed on the martial platform with boisterous laughter echoing from his throat.

While his subordinates also alighted, they still hovered in the air, not stepping into the martial platform.

Edgar Alstreim looked above and noticed. He did not look at them, but a few Elders that have appeared mystically, including Elder Havle Alstreim. Even his own wife and daughter appeared, looking at him with intense worry reflecting in their expressions.

However, Elder Havle Alstreim's eyes seem to be rather flashing with a strange intensity.

”Haha! What are you looking at them for? You want to stay alive with them suddenly?” Weiss Alstreim sneered before a pitiful smile emerged on his face.